I have never felt like that some piece of public land is mine and mine alone. I have nothing but mutual respect for other guys who work hard at finding those overlooked hot spots like I do and if we both end up in the same place, good for both of us. Apparently I suck at picking friends and hunting partners even though I grew up with a lot of these fellows. Great guys, fun to be with, their wives friends with my wife, but I found out that they just couldn't keep a secret. Guess it was just in their DNA to spread the word.
For example: I spent a lot of time one winter driving around a large lake watching what the ducks and geese were doing and even more time out on the water with a lot of trial and error finding this great spot to hunt. In several years of hunting this spot I may have seen two or three other boats. It was a great spot and I eventually took a good buddy of mine to it and we both had some great hunts there and didn't mind if one went without the other. Everything was good until one winter we took took a mutual friend along with us and had a great hunt. That was the last year we hunted that spot. Every time we showed up at the ramp, which was two hours from home, his truck and trailer and usually one or two more from home would be there. It was never the same again. I'm still good friends with the guy but I won't take him hunting again. No temper tantrums or name calling, just moved on and found something else. Learned the same lesson on some great fishing spots too.
There are three guys I now trust and we freely share hunting and fishing information because we know that none of us will abuse that trust. If that's selfish, so be it.